Lust

I dare you

 

twist my arms in

spine cringing

fury

 

Burn me with your eyes

 

And I'll scream

pleading for release

...soft and sweet...

 

Your palm touches

my face

like silver pins

 

Tinkling down

my rib cage

I'm breaking

 

under your pressure

 

"dont die.." you whisper

with sedated longing.

Reviews

[Bard Constantine]

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This is one of those writings that must be read multiple times... so far I saw lust as the title suggests, then an abusive relationship, and then...

Nicely penned. I enjoy it open interpretation with poems, that's the fun of reading it. You create great suspense with your sparse wording, excellent job.

[Matthews Reggie]

seductive, powerful and interesting description of a most intensive moment....

[Brittany W]

Twisted but very gripping, once again another great poem.

[Miss Coral]

Powerful and twisted.

Excellent write, as usual- each phrase conveys so much in so little. It really is remarkable how you're able to do that every time. Love the last lines. Great write.

-Coral-

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This emotional story demands for the readers empathy. Nice.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

My oh my that was seductive in a twisted way... the darker side of lust... very exhilarating.

[Crinkle°]

And I love this one! The intimacy of the moment is very palpable.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

saturated in every sensate line~ touched by the ache in the grip of the writing~

[Ruth]

"A little death" seems apparent here, lust caving into the flesh of another :)
Great poem love, a powerful vision!
Your wording always works fabulously!
xx

[Cynthia]

Wonderful and intersting.

[Pax Analog]

Shake it up baby, twist and shout.

This poem seems to be skewering pre-screwing, an S/M taunt, a kind of metallic-sounding sculpture of snarling desire.

It reads like an art installation, gallery-ites gathered 'round, wondering if offhand semi-accidental death is the new sex.

A kind of quirkily insolent mindfuck. Cool.